The scene opens up outside of the arena as the Sweetest Entourage are all waiting on the sidewalk of the back in the hotel. They are posted on the bench or standing near the pillar as Kandi Washington as walked over to the street. She pulls out her selfie stick and extends quite far, but still close enough to view her as she directs it up to herself. She starts to check out her hair and makeup before Britney Caldwell steps down off the curbside as her heels are heard nearing Kandi. She motions for the selfie stick as she takes the phone out of the handle. She backs up in the parking lot as she signals Kandi on the count of three.



Kandi Washington: “Oh Roxy, you are so very thoughtful to try and get the last word with me. I can definitely understand your infatuation with me and trust me, I promise you are going to be able get close enough to me tomorrow night. It’s not going to be quite the results you were hoping for however, but at least you will be able to try and keep your promises to these rotten ungrateful fans. Roxy, I wanted you to know one thing and one thing only; your opinions about me are trash. You are white trailer park trash! You can’t even do basic math for Christ sake because you think I’m forty-something. Why don’t you go back to junior college and retake basic math for me, bitch? You can learn addition, subtraction, and you can even take health education over since you’ve obviously forgotten about all the sexually transmitted diseases in the world!”

“And by the way Roxy—speaking of sexually transmitted diseases, how was Thomas Girard? You know the man who has the obsession over Ginger Snaps, YOUR partner, and our special guest referee? I saw the video he put on the internet for the entire world to see. He must have really wanted to embarrass and humiliate you because despite his ‘shortcoming,’ he still put it out there for the world to view. I’ll admit I did watch the ending because I enjoyed watching you as the submissive fucking whore that you are. I enjoyed how you were passed around the administrative offices like a piece of meat because none of them really respect you as a woman. You are not a lady, Roxy, you are a whore. You want to call me out? Bitch, you need to understand something about being a mother fucking QUEEN first and foremost. It takes real skill to represent a company as a QUEEN. I think you got harlot and queen mixed up because you are quite the harlot in XWF. That is a title you will take to the grave with you. Judging by the way you open your big mouth, you are headed to a grave pretty fucking soon!”

“You were right about one thing, I am entitled to having my own opinions and I will continue to spew them, but you were wrong in your thinking that you are anything tough enough to be the one who can shut me up. You are the last bitch on this roster who can even hold a candle to me. The mirror you’re looking in must be fogged up or one of those circus mirrors because it is lying to your stupid ass. You have always been pretty gullible and even though I hardly know who you are, I can make a pretty decent assumption over the fact that you are a naïve and gullible dirty whore: plain and simple. You did try it tonight and luckily, I am feeling in a charitable mood and I responded to you. Don’t think I give any more of a fuck about you than I previously did. I will still be the reigning Queen after Wednesday night and I will be the bitch who helps eliminates your team from this contest. And there is not a God damn thing you can do to change that reality, cunt!”

“As far as you going down the list of people in our match, how useless and washed up they are. You almost got it all right, but guess what? You forgot somebody: YOU! Why is it because you feel you defeated Ophelia’s stupid husband you have the talent of somebody incredible? Truth be told, you don’t. You never did and you never will. You got lucky one time in your stupid career and have yet to ever step foot in the ring. Next time you want to threaten somebody, try to make sure you have more evidence to support your argument because you look like a bigger fool than you have for the past two weeks. It is downright pathetic Roxy! I want you to understand it is going to be the biggest pleasure of my young XWF’s career to send a message to you that you won’t ever forget. You are going to get either the SWEET TOOTH or the FINAL LICK! What you get will be determined tomorrow night. It will be my little surprise to you, bitch!”

“It proves just how useless you are to the XWF and why you will never be royalty in this company because you don’t understand the importance of this industry. Saying who gives a fuck about the tag team championships or the whole match itself is like slapping the person who booked the card in the face. You want people to respect you when your arrogant ass cannot respect other people? You need to start by respecting me, you stupid bitch because like I said, if not for me—stupid wannabe Kandi’s would not have the easy route into this business. I made it possible for you, stupid cunt! IT WAS NOT FRODO! IT WAS NOT VINNIE LANE! IT WAS ME! I did it! It was my brand you jumped on and no, you will never be a Kandi Washington, but please do not let that derail you from continuing to try and imitate me and everything I represent!”

"The moral of the story is this Roxy; YOU are dead to the XWF!

Kandi walks over to Britney and holds her right hand out as Britney hands over the phone. She clicks it and turns it off when the scene fades to black.